Thin sheets of paper your
Thumb smudged the ink and I
Wondered if it was a sin
Losing touch with all the things that
Brought me back here I know
One day I'll miss this again
I don't need it like I did when I'd say
Anything to make it true
Feeling like a little kid stuck between
Everything and something new
Secondhand smoke clinging
Tight to your clothes leaving
Notes in the frost on your car
Pull the blinds down all day
Try to forget how to pray
Just a phone call
Is still pretty far
Away
I don't need it like I did when I'd say
Anything to make it true
Feeling like a little kid stuck between
Everything and something
In an empty room
Where all the shadows look like you
Falling through
Poking holes in what's not true
I don't need it like I did when I'd say
Anything to make it true
Everything you ever did is all that
I can see in you
I don't need it like I did when I'd say
Anything to make it true
Feeling like a little kid stuck between
Everything and something
New
